patience was king as jason turner lined up his next shot.

The other retards watched in hushed anticipation as jason turner got ready for his final putt of the day at the miniature golf course. There was only one thought on jason turners mind at this juncture- ICE CREAM.

the teacher of jason turners retard class knew that jason turner was different from the other children, she couldn't really put her finger on it... no one could. It was almost like he wasn't as retarded as the other kids. Maybe that was why he was the only retard that hadn't lost either his club or his ball before this 18th hole of the wild adventures miniature golf course.

hole 18 and with the chance to win a free game. jason adjusted his helmet, and wiped the pizza cheese crumbs from the side of his mouth. he gave one last blow of his nose into his shirt and breathed deep- ICE CREAM, the light green ball begins to roll of the tip of his club, a solid hit headed towards glory, towards a place in the annals of retard put-put history.

the ball rolls softly around the cup of the hole before dropping in. The retards go wild in a confused frenzy. jason turner laughs until his helmet nearly falls off his head with the exhilaration of his victory.

ICE CREAM! ICE CREAM FOR EVERyONE!